Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my

You niggas know my pyroclastic flow You niggas know my pyroclastic flow flow You niggas know my pyroclastic flow it's R-A-W, R-A-W You looking at the grand wizard, war lord vocal chord so vicious And I don't have to show riches to pull up pull off with

(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

Look at me, look at me Realest shit you niggas ever seen Some things you have to see for yourself Francis Ford, fuckin' with them hoes You niggas still can't afford Made so many mistakes I know that my niggas relate Just to rattle my cage, so much shit

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I love it though Uh put your hands to the constellations I know I'm preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting We ain't married

Blood Diamonds Look at Blood Diamonds Now take a look at Blood Diamonds Jacob sold me my first couple pieces I was killing niggas who misunderstood what deceased is Spent half a mill on a Ferrari, I coulda leased it Driving Scott Storch’s Bugatti ‘fore

Look thru my eyes, see what I see Do as I do, be what I be Walk in my shoes, hurt your feet Then know why I do dirt in the street Burning in hell, but don't deserve to be Got niggas I don't even know that wanna murder me Just because they've heard of me

Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open My partners looking at me to see if my eyes open Cause I've been drank, and I've been smoke Flying

You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down